A typical Autumn morning with some mist but now the sun is shining, so it will be a good day, cool but bearable. We are getting some pleasant weather currently and according to predictions it will stay until the end of the week.
I took a wheelie into town with my chair yesterday afternoon. On Sunday it is a place for afternoon walks or tourists that arrive on the local train and taking photos everywhere usually with their phone cameras.
As I entered the town, the first building I see is the old arsenal which now serves as a museum for old Swiss weapons and suits of armour. In front of it I saw this wonderful example of an old Rolls Royce. Actually there was a row of old cars parked there, not all veterans, but this Rolls really impressed me.
As Mr. Swiss is not longer able to go for long walks due to back problems, I am his sort of eyes to keep him informed about what it going on and so I took a few photos. The lady on the Rolls has not changed in years and still looks good.
These are the other cars. I am sure the experts will recognise a few: not all so old, but not something you often see on the roads today. I wheeled on and hear the noise of motors being revved up as they left town and travelled further. It seems to be a sort of travelling Sunday afternoon thing.
As I was crossing one of our bridges I could hear the sound of a train passing over our railway bridge, which is the main connection Zürich-Geneva. The other bridge is the Wengi Bridge, named after Nilaus Wengi who was a Swiss politician in the 15th century and apparently a bit of a hero, by standing in front of a canon in one of the local wars, although I do not know all the details. He seems to have been a local guy. I think all the names of local architecture in our town are named after past historical figures. This bridge no longer has general traffic, only the bus is allowed to use it.
This statue is more internationally known, as it is St. George with a dying dragon at his feet perched on a fountain in our town of Solothurn. How he got there I do not know, we have more cows than dragons in our area.
As I wheeled on home along the river bank yesterday I saw a troop of ducks swimming along on the river. At first I thought they were mallards, but at second look they seemed to be something else. I just wonder where all these ducks come from. There are also swans here and there, and the thing is the different species of ducks never fight. They just swim along, the families keeping together. The chicks born in Spring are now ducklings and still remain with the family, a wonderful sight.
And now to Monday daily life. I have shopping to do and will again be on a safari to the local supermarket after housewifing in the apartment. I have already heard one ambulance sounding its horn this morning as it drove through our village, but I hear one almost every morning lately. I do not know what the day will hold, and I am not sure if I am going anywhere. It looks like it will just be supermarket photos today.
Some horses grazing in a field on the way.